Small crimes always precede great crimes. Whoever has been able to transgress the limits set by law may afterwards violate the most sacred rights; crime, like virtue, has its degrees, and never have we seen timid innocence pass suddenly to extreme licentiousness.

She wavers, she hesitates; in one word — she is a woman.

It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.

Too much virtue can be criminal.

Love is not dumb. The heart speaks many ways.

Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!

Hippolytus can feel, and feels nothing for me!